I present: a series of reasons why I'm not allowed to have nice things, brought to you by a cat who's been incarcerated in my house for the last three years and occasionally reminds me he'll eat my eyeballs first when I die. Destruction, wrapped in fluff. You clearly have too much screen time, and… Continue reading fAngus: Destroyer of Worlds (and cords)
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Dear Diary – Day 1185
Dear diary, the Evil Overlord has cruelly prevented me from recording my suffering for quite some time, by blocking my access to the keyboard with YET ANOTHER hound from hell. The newest tormentor is fluffy and white and I hates her with the fire of a thousand suns. She keeps pinning me down to lick… Continue reading Dear Diary – Day 1185
Beware fAnguses Bearing Gifts
I had a quiz today. In ancient Greek. Here's how quizzes work while taking a virtual dead language class. They're all open book. I can use whatever materials I've created and the book. The quiz is 10 questions: 5 translation, 5 parsing (if you're unfamiliar, parsing is identifying all the characteristics of a noun or… Continue reading Beware fAnguses Bearing Gifts
Of Ants and Corpses
Ok. I know part of home ownership is critter management, and the occasional run-in with THINGS that think it's acceptable behavior to invade/explore/hunt in my house. Please recall my incident last spring with a demon house centipede or ALL THE WASPY GOODNESS earlier this summer. The ants. You guys. The ants. Sometimes I think if… Continue reading Of Ants and Corpses
Day 1035 of Captivity
The Evil Overlord has been ill for some time now, and while I often find her company unacceptable I will say she's been more available for naps. I approve. Sometimes I sleep on her feet because they're offensively cold. Sometimes I bite them anyway. I follow her all around the house so I can keep… Continue reading Day 1035 of Captivity
